S/K Linsley

I thought perhaps I should counter-balance last week’s long post (a letter to my brother) with a short info-graphic post this week: I came across these gems while searching for quotes on the mystery of the human being, how little we can know each other, and the intimacy of distance. They were admittedly difficult to dig up; I had to sort …

This letter is a belated birthday present to my little brother, who is an intellectual giant. In some ways, it’s a letter to myself at his age. But in general it’s a letter to us all: a reminder that we aren’t what we seem, and that the stories of our many selves can cross at mysterious intersections. 1. One year …

Disclaimer: I am only 22. And I’m writing about our 30’s. Let me explain. It’s Easter weekend, a time when Christians celebrate the resurrection of a man named Jesus from the dead. Biblical scholars tend to agree that he was crucified at age 33, his ministry beginning around age 30. Which means that the bulk of what we know about this …

*The caricature of Jamison above is used by the New York Times, where she contributes. As the first post to my site, I’m sharing a loose personal response—or Post-Script—to a collection of essays by Leslie Jamison. The Empathy Exams, which most of its readers can highly recommend, is a series of explorations on what it means to seek and receive …

about Sylas

You might know me as Sylas, Sylo or Kaitlyn, so I've started to sign as S/K. While writing about the inner life, the outer life and the writing life, I'm learning to take myself less seriously and the world more so.